September 01, 2025
**My Big Adventure – Day 3: Bruges**
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A Slow Start
This morning we had a slower start—thank goodness! All that travelling had worn us out. We went for breakfast at a lovely little café, and since the sun was shining (a huge change from yesterday’s rain), we sat outside. I supervised the waitress carefully to make sure
she got Mum and Dad’s order right, then stretched out on the warm cobblestones for a little snooze while they gobbled their food.
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Tour Guide Dad
After breakfast, Dad declared himself our “tour guide” for the day. Off we went, strolling past pretty canals and towering churches. I wasn’t allowed inside the churches (apparently my paws aren’t holy enough), so Mum and Dad took turns going in while I waited. Mum also nipped into a few shops, and Dad and I hung about outside watching the *really big dogs* (horses). I’ve decided they’re not so scary after all—I actually quite like the way they trot around.
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Busy City, Busy Pup
The city was busy, but that meant I got to say hello to lots of doggos. Mum and Dad kept snapping photos of me too. Honestly, it felt like travelling with the paparazzi, but I must admit—I *am* very photogenic.
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Beer & Ball Time
We stopped at a brewery so the hoomans could have a beer and I could rest my paws. Naturally, I became the centre of attention. Everyone wanted to say hi to me, which I accepted graciously, of course. Then our little tour continued until Dad found a dog park just
for me. It wasn’t very big, but that didn’t matter—I sprinted after the ball as fast as I could. Eventually, though, the heat got to me, and I was panting so hard I had to stop. Best part of the day though, no question!
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A Museum I Could Join
Next came a beer museum, and guess what—I was allowed in! Mum and Dad got headphones and a tablet to listen to boring facts while I flopped on the floor, still too hot and tired from fetch to care. In the beer hall I met two Aussies who were missing their own German Shorthaired Pointers. Naturally, they chatted to Mum and Dad all about me (what else would they talk about?), and I fell fast asleep while they enjoyed their drinks.
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Guard Duty at the Hotel
Back at the hotel we all had a good rest. I woke up when I heard intruders (other guests in the corridor), so I leapt into action and guarded my hoomans like a true professional.
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Dinner Time Torture
For dinner we went somewhere amazing—an all-you-can-eat ribs restaurant! And the best part? I was allowed inside. The smell of ribs was pure torture, and despite my best efforts, I wasn’t given a single
bite. Still, it was cosy indoors, and I had plenty to watch as the world went by while Mum and Dad feasted.
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Day’s End
It’s been another busy, tiring day. Tomorrow, we’re off to the Semois Valley. Mum and Dad say it will be more “my vibe.” We’ll see about that…
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Best & Worst Bits
**Best Bit of the Day:** Playing fetch in the dog park until my paws (and tongue) couldn’t keep up.
**Worst Bit of the Day:** Watching Mum and Dad eat juicy ribs while I got nothing
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